The " F**king Dog" thread
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Yeah, well Mad got the friends and family discount. Only cost him a leg. :wow
Too soon? :dunno
SVJ
That Looks About Right
Mine was named Wrecks. He destroyed everything.
I have a picture somewhere of the down comforter he destroyed. It was hanging over the lawn on a clothesline- Those feathers were there for years. He also ate all of the sprinkler control valves. I guess he hated that lawn. :rofl
bpw
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Mine went after a racoon the other day,
No biggy, except the racoon was on the roof of the neighbors garage, outside the second story window of our bedroom and it was 4am.
Somehow both the dog and the racoon survived falling off the roof and the cage match that followed in the little alley between the garage and house.
No biggy, except the racoon was on the roof of the neighbors garage, outside the second story window of our bedroom and it was 4am.
Somehow both the dog and the racoon survived falling off the roof and the cage match that followed in the little alley between the garage and house.
lefty
Well-known member
My dog got a $250 Pedicure yesterday. She was playing with her buddy, a very HYPER pittie and she somehow cracked her dewclaw and started screaming. We thought that she had broken her leg, but realized that it was just the dewclaw.
She's 2 years old and because she was a pound puppy- they were never removed. We made the appointment and the Vet refused to put her under to remove all of the dewclaws because; "She is morbidly obese". BS!!! She is 74 pounds and rock solid muscle.
So, the nail trim was $35 and the office visit was $215!!!
She's 2 years old and because she was a pound puppy- they were never removed. We made the appointment and the Vet refused to put her under to remove all of the dewclaws because; "She is morbidly obese". BS!!! She is 74 pounds and rock solid muscle.
So, the nail trim was $35 and the office visit was $215!!!
wazzuFreddo
WuTang is 4 the children
Our beagle destroyed stuff I didn't even know we had :laughing
He has mellowed out a lot in the last 9 months though.
He has mellowed out a lot in the last 9 months though.
Eldritch
is insensitive
You always home now.
sportsluvr
Well-known member
Looks like mad has some mad dogs. You need another one. 
nakedape
Well-known member
A few of your stories jogged memories. My pit had vicious separation anxiety. It's at the root of most of his fables.
My buddy had a gig doing property management in Napa on a 25-acre estate. He stopped Sammy at the door and said no dogs allowed inside, walk him around. The nearest road was 1/2 mile away and his Rottie buddy was out back, so I shut the door on him. No fences, I thought he would walk around.
After 20 minutes of AWOL, I hesitantly go back to the front door to find him gradually chewing through it. They were $10K, 12' tall oak doors, custom. Learned a lot about wood filler and color matching over the next 24 hours. Fucking dog.
One year foxtails got bad, and he snorfed one after the other, each cost $200 to extricate under anesthesia. I started flipping my shit when I heard the sneezing because I couldn't afford it. He finally suppressed, by sheer force of will, any outward sign of a foxtail. But I knew.
Drag him to the vet for removal #5 that summer and the newb DVM girl says "no fucking way, he would be freaking out if he had one, no refunds if I don't find it, you're kinda sounding dumb here..." Calling upon every bit of restraint I had, I said just go ahead and check, I get it. Well, what do you know! She hands me the bloody remains on a gauze pad, like she discovered a new species. "I'll be back, next time just do it without the lecture please."
Like Mad I was taken out by rough play hundreds of times at the dog park and in backyards, just without serious injury. I left him with my parents maybe 5X over his 13-year life. Two of those times he brazenly walked away to mate with his friend down the street, creating sheer havoc and a bloody mess both times. He tried to stop my truck while we were navigating treacherous back roads in the Sawtooths by standing in front of it and got run over. Checked his poop for a couple days. No blood, the hike went on. Found out city dogs don't withstand granite walking surfaces well. Tracked blood for 3 days until things scabbed over. Found out pits need jackets below 50F.
I learned patience with that dog and learned I never want a dog again. I don't know how you all do it. They are like destructive toddlers that never grow up. We dog-sit the minis owned by our neighbors and I love dogs, just not enough to own one.
My buddy had a gig doing property management in Napa on a 25-acre estate. He stopped Sammy at the door and said no dogs allowed inside, walk him around. The nearest road was 1/2 mile away and his Rottie buddy was out back, so I shut the door on him. No fences, I thought he would walk around.
After 20 minutes of AWOL, I hesitantly go back to the front door to find him gradually chewing through it. They were $10K, 12' tall oak doors, custom. Learned a lot about wood filler and color matching over the next 24 hours. Fucking dog.
One year foxtails got bad, and he snorfed one after the other, each cost $200 to extricate under anesthesia. I started flipping my shit when I heard the sneezing because I couldn't afford it. He finally suppressed, by sheer force of will, any outward sign of a foxtail. But I knew.
Drag him to the vet for removal #5 that summer and the newb DVM girl says "no fucking way, he would be freaking out if he had one, no refunds if I don't find it, you're kinda sounding dumb here..." Calling upon every bit of restraint I had, I said just go ahead and check, I get it. Well, what do you know! She hands me the bloody remains on a gauze pad, like she discovered a new species. "I'll be back, next time just do it without the lecture please."
Like Mad I was taken out by rough play hundreds of times at the dog park and in backyards, just without serious injury. I left him with my parents maybe 5X over his 13-year life. Two of those times he brazenly walked away to mate with his friend down the street, creating sheer havoc and a bloody mess both times. He tried to stop my truck while we were navigating treacherous back roads in the Sawtooths by standing in front of it and got run over. Checked his poop for a couple days. No blood, the hike went on. Found out city dogs don't withstand granite walking surfaces well. Tracked blood for 3 days until things scabbed over. Found out pits need jackets below 50F.
I learned patience with that dog and learned I never want a dog again. I don't know how you all do it. They are like destructive toddlers that never grow up. We dog-sit the minis owned by our neighbors and I love dogs, just not enough to own one.
Our current Devil Dog is named Chance. We picked him up from a shelter on a Saturday at an adoption event. Cute as shit until Sunday when he starts hacking like a lung is coming up, he is doing this off and on all night. Take him to the vet on Monday they do X-rays and they don't see anything and he has kind of stopped. Next day he is back at it again. Take him to the vet they don't see anything so they suggest I take him to ER vet. they don't find anything either they suggest I go to another vet in the morning to have hi sedated and scope put down his throat to see what is happening. So finally get the scope down his throat and after the doc spent about 15 minutes looking and was about to give up and pull the scope out the nurse happens to see something shiny in his throat. The vet gets some forceps down there and out comes a shiny gold mardi gras bead. So what was happening was that the bead was in his throat and would be fine for a bit then it would get irritated and he would hack it up it would roll up and then when he was done hacking it would roll back down to right before the lung opening and this would happen ad nausem. So after about $2500 in vet bills in the one week I had the damn dog, I learned to not let Devil Dog near mardi gras necklaces.
Later learned that ponds, ducks and chickens are also off limits for the dog. Don't ever buy a lab if you have water or fowl in your yard.But other than the arm and the leg he has cost me he has been an awesome dog for the kids.
Later learned that ponds, ducks and chickens are also off limits for the dog. Don't ever buy a lab if you have water or fowl in your yard.But other than the arm and the leg he has cost me he has been an awesome dog for the kids.
ScorpioVI
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Damn that sucks dude.
I honestly don't know how I survived my childhood, we always had large German shepherds growing up. The only scars I bear are two puncture marks on my chest where 7-year-old me decided to crawl into the den where mama shepherd was very protective of her new brood.
I've got a 22lb Terrier Corgi mix now and while I can carry him with one arm, sometimes I underestimate how much power he packs in that little body. We had a tussle match over one of his toys a while ago and our heads connected and I literally saw stars, took me like a couple of minutes to see straight and the little idiot is just looking at me with the toy in his mouth waiting for me to make a move. Totally unfazed.
I honestly don't know how I survived my childhood, we always had large German shepherds growing up. The only scars I bear are two puncture marks on my chest where 7-year-old me decided to crawl into the den where mama shepherd was very protective of her new brood.
I've got a 22lb Terrier Corgi mix now and while I can carry him with one arm, sometimes I underestimate how much power he packs in that little body. We had a tussle match over one of his toys a while ago and our heads connected and I literally saw stars, took me like a couple of minutes to see straight and the little idiot is just looking at me with the toy in his mouth waiting for me to make a move. Totally unfazed.
Maddevill
KNGKAW
Finally saw the orthopedic surgeon. Surgery scheduled for Thursday morning. He was shocked that the first doctor was set to just send me home in a splint. Said half my tibia has dropped almost an inch, which explains why my leg is crooked. He's going to fix up any ligaments and tendons while he's in there. Then 3 months before I can put ANY weight on the leg, although rehab starts right away.
Mad
Mad
Fuck ‘im. Hope that son of a bitch has insurance. :laughing
Dude. So sorry. Holler if ya need a
WoodsChick
I Don't Do GPS
:wow. Geez, Mad, I'm sorry about this situation. I hope your surgery goes well and that you heal up quickly and completely!
F**king Dog :mad
Maddevill
KNGKAW
Hey everyone, thanks for the support. It means a lot. I guess the bright spot in this whole fiasco is, since I retired, I now live in a wooded area with beauty all around. Ill be spending my time sitting on my porch watching nature....
...and my wife hauling wood and such. Lol
Mad
...and my wife hauling wood and such. Lol
Mad